Haley🌻

i’m gonna put it on ao3. it’s my baby boy and i love it and i create for a niche audience (myself and parallasso)

who wanna read a play i wrote its real sad and horrible and i wrote it in six hours and it’s perfect and divine

consuming fan content isnt enough, i need to run him over in my 2003 honda civic

she commit acts of intercourse on my erogeneous zones until i achieve sexual climax

BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL

witness insanity in its truest form.

they made me crazy and then talking to @jamieycomplainey made me double down, i wish they were actually happy

ALSO I LOVE DRAWING REGENCY WEAR,, SO MUCH god i love historical clothing

expect more art go read the fanfic

months ago i was shelving romance novels and came across the realization all of them can and should be remade gay. follow to see if i will enact this realization or if i will continue to write one (1) heterosexual couple having another 6 weddings.

dicks out friday

pick! your! fic!

i’m such a slut for a big header on a post. idc. that is me starting my letter to send to you in the mail. i am saying hello.

to the point:

a poll on my next work (s?)

VOTE NOW ON YOUR PHONES!!!!

in fairness all of these are like. halfway done already but the projected sizes are wildly varying. please feel free to ask for more context! if i don’t get many votes i’ll probably just dick around with a bunch of different pieces till @parallasso gets up my ass about one of them lmao

i just saw your rb tags on the schizospectrum post and I’m sending my thoughts as an ask because i didn’t want to clog that persons reblog </3

but both the vengolor brothers have storylines that are SOOOO neurodivergent coded, what originally drew me into fated was the fact that br’aad is blatantly autistic and I could relate so much to the way he interacted with the party and was received by them

consider the vengolors neuros DIVERGED !!!!

braad vengolor is so autistic he gets grade-school bullied about being autistic for the first four episodes

a parcel is set outside your bedroom door while you’re asleep. you live alone. nobody could have placed it there. confused, cautious, you open it. inside, a single jagged scrap of paper reads “bra’ad/ugarth teen romance fix-it fic, accidental magic, physical hurt/comfort, thieves guild au, background kathnan.” as soon as you unfold it and read the words, it explodes like a magician’s flashpaper.

a piece of paper labeled “bra’ad/ugarth teen romance fix-it fic” slides under your door. it turns to ash in your hands.